Alone (A Supernatural Fanfiction) [[ON HOLD]]

Chapter 5: Born to be Wild

"What do you mean she's gone?" Dean said, brow furrowed.

"I mean she's not down there!" Sam replied.

"I can't believe we lost her!" Dean yelled. "How did she get out?"

"Dean-" Cas said.

"What is it, Cas?" Dean said turning to his friend.

"Somebody else was down there. I could feel it." He turned and started pacing. "I don't know who or what, but something was-off."

Sam ran his hand through his majestic hair. "What do you mean, Cas?"

"Something not human was there with her. Something... Damned." He said, squeezing his eyes shut. "I can't place it exactly, but I've felt it before, somewhere." He turned around to face the brothers. "All I know is that it can't be good."

"Damn right it can't be good!" Dean said, aggravated. "She's gone!" Dean groaned and rubbed his eyes. "So what now?"

Cas looked like he was in deep thought. "I may have an idea." He said. "She's not warded off against Angels, which means that I could track her, as long as she's not anywhere warded against me."

"Okay, then. Use your angel mojo to find her then." Dean said.

Castiel closed his eyes and focused hard on finding Maggie. But something was blocking him.

"You alright Cas? You look like your trying to poop."

"I-I'm blocked." He shook his head. "I'm sorry I can't find her."

The brothers had a defeated look on their faces. But Dean stepped forward.

"Well let's do it the old fashion way." He picked up his jacket and put it on. He gave Sam his jacket. "Research."

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"You still haven't told me who you are." Maggie said looking at the man sitting next to her, driving the car.

"You don't need to know who I am. But with me, you'll thrive. Those hunters- humans back there, they'll keep you from greatness." He smiled at her. "You can accomplish magnificent things. And I will show you how."

She looked at him, a small smile creeping to her face, and nodded. "Okay. That sounds good. But I still need to know what to call you."

"Call me... Dad." He shrugged. "It's what I am. Might as well embrace it."

He rubbed the wheel. "Dean does have a good taste in cars. This one is quite a classic."

He slipped in a tape and music started playing.

'I'm a rolling thunder, a pouring rain
I'm comin' on like a hurricane
My lightning's flashing across the sky
You're only young but you're gonna die

I won't take no prisoners, won't spare no lives
Nobody's putting up a fight
I got my bell, I'm gonna take you to hell'

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"They took my car!" Dean kicked a rock. He held his foot in pain. He pointed to the spot his car used to be. "They took my baby! I'm gonna kill those sons of bitches for messing with my baby."

"Calm down, Dean." Sam said. "We'll get the car back."

"He's right, Dean. Don't worry. I don't have my teleportation, but I do have my car."

"You mean your pimp-mobile?" Dean said, glaring at Cas. "That's real comforting."

"Dean, let's just go." Sam said. "I bet Cas will let you drive if you ask."

"They have our guns, Sammy."

"Well we have more inside, right? Let's get those, load up Cas's car and do a little research. Ask local people if they've seen the car and track them down. We'll find it."

Dean grumbled. "Only if you let me drive your car, Cas."

"Yes, of course, Dean." Cas replied. "Now, you two get all the guns and ammo you need. I will stay out here, watch my car."

"Like anybody would want to steal that piece of crap." Dean muttered as he went inside the bunker.

When they gathered all the guns and ammo, they got in the car and headed off.

They asked the people at the closest gas station if they saw anything, but they shook their heads no.

They tried the local diner, but nobody knew of anything either.

They tried the hospital, neighborhoods, and everything else within a 30-mile radius. Nobody knew anything that concerned the impala.

Dean sighed and sat down, beer in hand. "This is pointless." He said and shook his head. "We're not going to find her without knowing anything about the person--or thing-- she's with. It's just not happening."

"Don't lose hope, Dean." Cas said. "If we just keep trying, I'm sure we'll find something. They're bound to slip up at one point."

"Cas is right. I can start checking security cameras, and since Maggie doesn't exactly know how to keep her powers under control yet, I will scour the Internet for anything that could possibly relate to her."

Dean considered this for a second before responding. "Alright. Fine." He said. "But no more for me today. I'm going to sit down in my room and watch the new episode of Game of Thrones."

Castiel narrowed his eyes in confusion. "What is that? Chairs playing a game? How is that possible? I didn't know chairs needed forms of entertainment to keep them company."

"It's not about chairs, Cas. It's about dragons, swords, and naked women." He smiled.

Castiel still didn't catch on. "I don't understand. Where do the chairs come into play? And why don't the women have clothes?"

Dean closed his eyes in frustration. "Why don't you just watch with me?"

"But how far are you?"

"Season 5."

"Well if I am to understand it thoroughly don't you think I should start at the beginning?"

"I'll lend you season 1, and then you can watch with me when you catch up."

"But I don't understand. Why can't I watch with you? It's a good show, isn't it?"

Dean nodded.

"And you like it?"

Dean nodded.

"And you wouldn't mind re-watching it, would you?"

"No, but-"

"Then I don't see the need for me to watch it by myself from the beginning when you are capable and fine with watching it from the beginning. And isn't it more enjoyable to have a companion with you while you stare at a screen watching fictionalization?"

"Okay, Cas. You can come and we will start from the beginning. But don't ask me questions during sex scenes."

Cas grinned and hugged Dean. "Do you want me to make popcorn? I heard that goes well with television."

"Sure. Why not. Just let Sam help you. I don't want you to burn the place down." He tapped his back and headed out of the kitchen and towards his bedroom.